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Elsa
Guest
This is pretty cute.
> Twas the night before Christmas,
> Da whole house was mella
> Not a creature was stirrin',
> Cuz I had a gun unda da pilla.
> When up on da roof
> I heard somethin' pound,
> I sprung to da window,
> To scream, "YO! Keep it down!"
>
> When what to my
> Wanderin' eyes should appear,
> But da Don of all elfs,
> And eight friggin' reindeer!
>
> Wit' slicked back black hair,
> And a silk red suit,
> don Christopher wuz here,
> And he brought da loot!
> Wit' a slap to dare snouts,
> And a yank on dare manes,
> He cursed and he shouted,
> And he called dem by name.
>
> "Yo Tony, Yo Frankie,
> Yo Vinny, Yo Vito,
> Ay Joey, Ay Paulie,
> Ay Pepe, Ay Guido!"
>
> As I drew out my gun
> And hid by da bed,
> He flew troo da winda
> And slapped me 'side da head.
> "What da hell you doin'
> Pullin' a gun on da Don?
> Now all you're gettin' is coal,
> You friggin' moron!"
> Den pointin' a fat finga
> Right unda my nose,
> He twisted his pinky ring,
> And up da chimney he rose.
> He sprang to his sleigh,
> Obscenities screamin',
> Away dey all flew,
> Before he troo dem a beatin'
> Den I heard him yell out,
> What I did least expect,
> "Merry Friggin' Christmas to all,
> And yous better show some respect!"
>
[This message has been edited by Elsa (edited 12-19-2000).]
> Twas the night before Christmas,
> Da whole house was mella
> Not a creature was stirrin',
> Cuz I had a gun unda da pilla.
> When up on da roof
> I heard somethin' pound,
> I sprung to da window,
> To scream, "YO! Keep it down!"
>
> When what to my
> Wanderin' eyes should appear,
> But da Don of all elfs,
> And eight friggin' reindeer!
>
> Wit' slicked back black hair,
> And a silk red suit,
> don Christopher wuz here,
> And he brought da loot!
> Wit' a slap to dare snouts,
> And a yank on dare manes,
> He cursed and he shouted,
> And he called dem by name.
>
> "Yo Tony, Yo Frankie,
> Yo Vinny, Yo Vito,
> Ay Joey, Ay Paulie,
> Ay Pepe, Ay Guido!"
>
> As I drew out my gun
> And hid by da bed,
> He flew troo da winda
> And slapped me 'side da head.
> "What da hell you doin'
> Pullin' a gun on da Don?
> Now all you're gettin' is coal,
> You friggin' moron!"
> Den pointin' a fat finga
> Right unda my nose,
> He twisted his pinky ring,
> And up da chimney he rose.
> He sprang to his sleigh,
> Obscenities screamin',
> Away dey all flew,
> Before he troo dem a beatin'
> Den I heard him yell out,
> What I did least expect,
> "Merry Friggin' Christmas to all,
> And yous better show some respect!"
>
[This message has been edited by Elsa (edited 12-19-2000).]
